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Shawn swallowed hard despite his excitement, feeling slightly anxious at such a long-term bondage experience. Though he had spent entire weekends in The Aviary locked up in a cage they would often be let out between performances to stretch their legs. This was him being confined in a tube, completely unable to move for an entire week. Nevertheless, he was more than ready to go as the other two dragons helped him get situated inside the metallic cylinder.

"Now I know you're no stranger to these drugs, but these are going to be a little more potent than the stuff that you get up in The Aviary," Jiro explained as they laid Shawn down into the rubber interior of the tube, getting the straps out of the way so the rubber dragon could lay down. "You're going to be my little test dragon for some new concoctions that I've whipped up. I think given your track record you're really going to enjoy yourself with this trip."

Shawn felt his body shudder in excitement as he laid down and felt the straps begin to go around his body, tying him down much like it would if he was in some sort of straight jacket with his wrists cuffed and pulled across his chest and around his sides towards his back. Once they had secured his arms his legs were next, binding them together before taking his ankles and anchoring them to the cylinder. The collar came next, and once it was done he could hardly move his neck, just like the rest of his body.

"Now before we put this on you I thought that you might want to see exactly what is about to go on your face," Jiro said with a grin as he held up the mask for him to see. "Behold your new look for the next week."

The rubber and metal of the mask glinted in the light as Jiro showed the draconic mask, complete with a few tubes that stuck out of it. It also had a few nostril plugs and a rather lewd version of one that was going to go down this throat. Where his eyes of the mask were supposed to be were two stylized pieces of metal with reflective screens on the inside. The last thing was a pair of headphones that were built right into the mask that would provide maximum comfort while still getting all the potential subliminal programming that he was likely about to receive.

After he had been given a few seconds to look it over Jiro and Riven helped slide it over his head, feeling the rigid rubber press against his own soft latex scales as they inserted the plugs into his nostrils and his maw. The feeling of the synthetic cock sliding down his throat would have caused him to gag had he had any semblance of that reflex left. Once those were secured the rest of the mask was secured over his head, the rubber fitting snugly over him until the edges of the latex were pressed against the collar and secured to it. As soon it was fully secured he was surprised he could see through the lenses to watch as Jiro took the sheet that was the vac-sack that would encapsulate him completely.

"Still feeling good, Shawn?" Jiro asked, Shawn nodding as best he could with the neck restraint on and the rubber hood. "Alright, we're going to get you set up with the rest of your treatment. Why don't you go ahead and relax... you'll know when the process starts."

Shawn tried to take a deep breath as he waited for the rubber that covered his body to activate, breathing as well as he could with the plugs in his nostrils and throat. He could already feel the air being pumped in through at least one of the tubes, though it didn't appear that the drug had been administered yet. The rubber sheet continued to get tucked in around him and he could feel the tubes on his mask getting pulled and connected to things, and all that did was heighten his expectations with every passing second. All he could do was continue to lay there, completely helpless in the grasp of the metal cylinder.

As the rubber dragon laid there he suddenly heard a loud hissing noise. At first Shawn thought that it was the gas being pumped into his system, but as he continued to lay there the sheet of rubber that had been laid around him began to suction around his body. When the rubber around his eyes grew more opaque he suddenly lost his vision, only for the screens inside the lenses to flicker to life a few seconds later. What he was laying there in the tube while Jiro and Riven worked over him. He watched them hook the last of the connections into the control panel that was located inside the cylinder itself while the rubber continued to suction around him.

While Shawn continued to watch he expected to see every contour and outline of his draconic body in the tight rubber, but as it continued to feel the pressure what he saw was something different. The sack around his body began to inflate like a balloon and started to obscure his features completely. As he wiggled against the latex completely encasing him it seemed to almost be doubly tight with the air from the balloon-like inflated sack pressing down on him. It was something new and exciting for him as he felt his body get lifted up and put on a cushion made of air.

There was something else that was enticing about the strange inflated vac-rack... as it continued to puff out Shawn could no longer seem himself except for a bit of his muzzle and maybe the tip of his toes. It was like he was losing his identity to the rubber, like he had been completely consumed by it. For the second time since he had been in Dragon Heaven did he feel like his identity was at a loss as he lost his draconic form. It was quite the existential experience... he didn't have long to savor it, though, as he began to feel a familiar tingle in the back of his throat.

The drugs had begun to infiltrate his system, though as his entire body began to tingle he knew it wasn't the same mix that that he had received before in The Aviary. It made him feel... strange, not quite like he was floating but more like he was sinking through the ether. He didn't feel numb either, instead his senses were sharper than ever as he began to feel the cylinder he had been placed in slide forward. The feed through his lenses showed him beginning to retract into the wall before the feed was suddenly cut and he was shrouded in darkness.

On the outside of the tube Jiro and Riven watched as metal tube that contained their latest test subject slid into place, sealing him up so that the true experiment can begin. "You think he's going to take to it?" Riven asked as Jiro continued to write things on his clipboard. "I mean he is in for quite the surprise, and even with the drugs he might be resistant."

"Oh I wouldn't worry about that," Jiro smirked. "I've been waiting for Shawn to come through my door ever since Tundra and Pyre was bragging about him to the others. With this lab setting I finally was able to lure him in... and if what those two dragons were saying was true, I think this experiment is going to be an outstanding success."

Meanwhile Shawn could feel the vibration of the cylinder as it continued to slide into the wall until finally it sealed shut, which only seemed to heighten his response. He had no idea what to expect from the treatment that he was about to receive, especially the way Jiro had been talking about what was in store for him. The drugs continued to saturate his synthetic system as he felt his draconic instincts heighten even more. It reminded him of when he took the final plunge into dragonhood, though there was something tweaked that he couldn't quite place.

His restrained body twitched slightly as he felt something begin to poke against his tailhole, the rubber around his groin shifting as something began to tease its way inside him. Shawn grunted and strained against his bindings slightly as something phallic and latex began to penetrate him that was similar to the gag that was halfway down his throat. With the chemical cocktail taking effect; however, he soon forgot about it as his senses were focused elsewhere, mostly on the overall pleasure as he laid there in the darkness of his new home for the next week.

As he continued to succumb to the drugs the screens that had been placed in front of his eyes began to come to life, causing Shawn to breathe in sharply as he began to see colors form. Shawn could also hear something in his ears, a soft and soothing voice telling him what a good dragon he was. It was a pretty typical induction, but as he continued to watch the hues swirl around him he could hear it start to shift as well. The usual voice was replaced with a familiar one, Jiro hissing in his ears as he shifted slightly within his multiple layers of restraints.

"You are such a good, wonderful dragon," Jiro's voice cooed in the headphones as the patterns he saw shifted. Let my voice guide you through the wonderful transformation that you are about to undertake. Soon you will be such a good rubber dragon, and a good rubber dragon does what he is told. A good rubber dragon obeys."

All fours... that didn't see right to Shawn, but as the coloration continued to coalesce it formed into a scene before him, one of a beach like in one of the simulations he had been in before. With the aid of the drugs in his system he felt even more draconic. Even though he knew his body was tightly encased in rubber he could sense he could move inside of the simulation world as the drugs heightened his thought processes to do so. He could swear he felt the sand beneath his toes as he began to walk in a random direction.

"Hello Shawn," a voice said behind him, Shawn turning to see the white rubber of Jiro reflected in the light of the sun that hung overhead. "Welcome to the training program."

"The training program..." Shawn said as he looked around. "I thought that you would come up with something a little more inventive than that."

For a few seconds Jiro continued to pause, then the drugged rubber dragon realized that Jiro wasn't actually there and likely this was a construct created by his own mind to relate the sights and sounds. "All I want you to do is relax and be a good rubber dragon," Jiro's construct said once the real-life version of him did so. "I have some friends of mine waiting for you, why don't you go ahead and go a little further inland and meet them?"

Though Shawn had a decent idea of what could possibly be up there he found himself moving in that direction anyway; partially because he knew he was a good dragon and also because his curiosity had gotten the better of him. His instincts were feeling particularly strong as well, enough so that his draconic nature was manifesting itself particularly strongly as his tail wagged behind him while he moved. As he began to leave the beach and head into the island proper the underbrush became so thick that he had a hard time moving through it.

As the rubber dragon found one particularly large wall of trees it forced him to go on all fours and climb underneath it, sliding his synthetic scales over the ground as he continued to crawl forward. As he moved something about being on his hands like that was extremely gratifying, feeling his tail balance himself properly and his wings holding where they should be. It was the way a good rubber dragon should stand, he thought to himself, though he had no idea where it had come from originally as he made his way through the tunnel. By the time he got to the other side and was able to stretch his legs once more he found himself staying on his hands... although as he looked at them he guessed that they would be called handpaws.

Shawn took a few seconds to get used to his new gait and found that it was actually better than when he was on two legs. He wondered why he hadn't done something like this before, it was so natural to him. It also made him feel even more like a dragon, even though it was a different kind than what he was used to as he was at the club. The club... the thought of those at the club made him remember that this wasn't reality, but as he continued to walk through the path the memory of that fact dissipated like sand running through his fingers.

It didn't take too much longer for Shawn to hear the sounds of others in the distance and he hastened his pace until he got over the earthen lip that lead down into a natural bowl. What he saw down there caused his eyes to widen; it was several rubber dragons, but unlike him that had the option to go from two legs to four, these were built like what Shawn imagined feral dragons would look like covered in rubber. He could feel his cock throbbing between his legs as he watched them play with one another. He tried to move up further to see more of what was happening, but as he did the ground shifted underneath his feet and caused several clumps of dirt to fall down the slope towards the dragon. Though Shawn hoped that he could back away in time it was too late, he saw the gleaming eyes and fanged smiles of the other dragons before they galloped their way over towards the other dragon.

"Well well, what do we have here?" The ruby-scaled dragon said as he got up to Shawn first, his face getting close enough that Shawn had to back up slightly. "Why don't you come and join us, little one? I promise that we don't bite. Of course I can already tell you're a good rubber dragon... you are a good rubber dragon, right?"

Shawn felt himself swallow hard as he could tell that there was something far lewder than just some innocent frolicking on the island. The ruby dragon had taken quite a keen interest in him, rubbing up against his scales as they continued to walk together while on all fours. "I don't... quite understand..." Was all Shawn could say before he was hushed by the other dragon.

"There's nothing that you need to worry about," the ruby dragon replied with a smirk. "We're here to teach you the ways of the feral. When we're done with you the only thoughts that are going to be in that pretty little head of yours is breeding."

The ways of the feral... though in the back of Shawn's mind he knew that it was the hypnosis and drugs, a growing part of him didn't care anymore. These regal creatures, real or not, were beautiful and he wanted more of them. "So what exactly are we going to do-" Shawn started to say before he was interrupted by the dragon once more.

"The first thing that we learn about is that you do not speak," The ruby dragon said with a smirk. "Good rubber dragons have a multitude of uses for that maw, but that doesn't include forming words. Let's give you something that will help keep you from using that maw of yours."

Shawn was about to say something else when he realized that he would be breaking the ruby rubber dragon's rule as a green and silver feral dragon moved up towards his front. There was nothing that he could do, the powerful creature pushing down on Shawn's shoulders before crawling over him. He let out a huff as he felt those rubber scales slide against his head until the latex dragon's cock came into view. Not only did the weight reinforce his all fours stance, but he also felt the feral grab his rear while sliding up his back so that cock can bump up against his muzzle.

It was bigger than anything else that he had taken before, the thick silver and emerald latex flesh throbbing as the head was pushed into his muzzle. Shawn took a deep breath as any sounds that he could make were quickly muffled by the shaft sliding deeper into him. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the ruby scaled creature walking around them watching Shawn's throat get stretched out until the red and blue rubber of his neck bulged lewdly. Both dragons purred in approval as Shawn's vision was filled with the groin of the dragon humping into his throat.

"I can tell that you're still thinking," the ruby dragon said as Shawn looked over at the rubber creature in question. "Let me help you get rid of those pesky thoughts, just focus on the pleasure."

Shawn lost track of his newly-forged mentor as he felt the forepaws of the feral on top of him squeezing his thighs. He vaguely wondered in real life whether the gag in his throat had inflated or something, but as soon as those thoughts entered his mind they dissolved away nearly instantly. Every time there was rogue thought a lustful whisper interrupted them and told him that he didn't need such thoughts as a feral dragon. He could feel the lust growing more pronounced in his body and mind as that thick dick continued to slide in and out of his throat, keeping from speaking even if he wanted to. It was at that time he felt the presence of another male, likely the ruby-scaled creature, as something began to prod up underneath his tailbase.

The other rubber feral dragons in the den watched them eagerly, though all Shawn could see was the shadows flicker by as they watched the ruby rubber dragon slide his cock in underneath. Shawn's cock-stuffed throat buzzed with his moans as his latex ring of muscle was quickly stretched open and the tip of the slick shaft was slid inside. As he felt the ruby dragon continue to slide into his already-lubricated walls he began to feel his legs thicken, forming more into the digitigrade stance just like all the others. Shawn realized that it was just the start of becoming feral, but the feeling of pleasure that he got was so exquisite that he couldn't care.

"That's a good rubber dragon," the ruby dragon purred into Shawn's ear as he was surrounded by the two rubber creatures. "You're nothing but a slutty feral toy, aren't you? Just a plaything for anyone to use..."

Shawn grunted loudly as he attempted to respond, but all he could do was scratch his claws against the ground as he was impaled from both sides by the two dragons' heavy cocks. Both his throat and his tailhole continued to keep him in the throes of pleasure from their stimulation. Where before he was at least able to form a coherent thought, the sheer passionate fires that burned through his body as the two dragons pounded into him from both ends kept his mind in a sex-induced haze. His own cock throbbed between him and the ground as he was shoved back and forth from one thrust to another.

Even though the ruby feral dragon wasn't talking about it anymore Shawn continued to hear that he was just a slutty feral toy, just a dumb rubber dragon whose thoughts would be governed by those around him. The rest of the feral rubber dragons seemed to whisper different things to him, some were as simple as submit and obey while others told him what a good rubber dragon he was and how it was so much better to be on all fours and to service as many cocks as possible. He had long since forgotten that he was in a simulation, at this point everything was as real to him as it could be and he was becoming a proud feral dragon for them...

"You are such a good boy!" The ruby dragon grunted as he pushed in deep, still feeling Shawn's body alter slightly underneath them. "Join us... succumb to your deepest desires..."

Yessss... Shawn thought as he could feel the two dragon's thrust begin to grow deeper and faster. He could feel that the two that were going to shape his body and soul were about to climax, and as he angled his own hips while the ruby latex cock still inside him, it punched against his prostate and caused him to squirm in pure pleasure. He could feel himself getting so close... he was going to cum once as soon as they did while he felt all three of them reaching climax...

Then with one big thrust the two dragons impaled him as deeply as they could and then stopped. Shawn's paws scratched against the ground as he felt himself slow close to release, but with the two feral rubber creatures pinning him like that the only thing he could do was try to wiggle to get off. His breeders were having none of it, though, and kept him as still as possible as the build-up to that release he so desired began to ebb away, leaving only unrequited lust in its place. Shawn huffed heavily against the groin of the other dragon as he couldn't say or do anything with the two cocks inside him but wait there while his sexual frustration built up, and only once he was getting close to being fully calmed down once more did they start up again.

It went like this for what felt like hours, Shawn getting close to climax before the two dragons would stop and let him sink back on his own increased arousal. After a number of times of that happening the rubber dragon got a flash of mental image of himself still restrained in the cylinder, the rubber that was simulating those two dragons pressing down on his wiggling body as the two implements that had continued to stimulate him buzzed on and off. The thought was fleeting, though, and the potent drugs brought him back to the den as those two dominant creatures continued to stretch his holes.

When Shawn panted once the other two were finally done he felt them slide out of him, causing him to gasp as he writhed there in sexual frustration while the ruby rubber dragon's head appeared in his vision once more. "Well that was certainly quite the fun start," he said as he looked down while Shawn stared blearily back up at him. "Let's start with something rather simple to start with. What is your name?"

Shawn blinked a few times as he realized he had just been asked a rather simple question of him, but for the life of him he couldn't think of what his name actually was. "Uhhhh..." Shawn said as he sat on his hind legs, scratching his head with his forepaws. "Errr... I don't know?"

"You are dumbing down quite nicely," the ruby dragon said with a smirk. "But you just spoke, and that means we need to get another cock in your throat until you learn better. Once that's done we're going to move on to training... there is a lot of work ahead of you."

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A week later Jiro looked over the vitals of the tube that had contained Shawn for the past week, giving one final check over everything before punching the code into the keypad. The tube once more slowly slid out of the wall, and as it did the latex bag that had been squeezing around their test subject slowly deflated. As he watched he started to see Shawn's body reform out of the latex sack it had been in for a week, and when it finally completely deflated he pulled it off to reveal the rubber dragon underneath. For a while Shawn only moved a little bit, finally groaning slightly as he pulled the mask off of his face and slid the dildo gag out of his throat.

"How are you feeling, Shawn?" Jiro asked with a smile as he left the straps on the dragon for the time being, seeing Shawn slowly turn his head and look at him with blank eyes. "Go ahead and nod for me if you at least understand what I'm saying?"

There was another moment of hesitation before Shawn nodded, though he seemed unsure of himself as Jiro helped him out of the wall cylinder and onto the floor. Much to the researcher's surprise Shawn immediately dropped down on all fours that his rubber body was able to help support walking like that. He kept the leash and collar on the rubber dragon and began to walk him out into the main room where Riven was waiting for them. The look on the shadow latex dragon was that of surprise as Shawn looked at him in question.

"It looks like your experiment was quite the success," Riven said as he crouched down and looked at Shawn eye to eye, looking into those semi-vacant eyes before Shawn licked him in the face. He could see that, though there was the same spark of intelligence in his eyes before, it had been buried under layers of mental conditioning to give him the feral creature that continued to nuzzle against him. "How long is he going to be like this?"

"About a week," Jiro replied with a smirk as he watched Shawn pounce the other rubber dragon and continued to lick him. "Of course there's no way that we can send him home in that state, I mean look at him, he's gone completely feral." As the two looked down at Shawn they knew it was true, especially as Shawn growled as he tried to wander off only to be once more pulled back by the other rubber dragon.

Shawn could hear the two talking, but none of the words either of the were saying made any sense whatsoever. It didn't matter to him, anyway, he knew enough to be able to follow his owners as he began to feel his arousal build once more. When he tried to hump against Riven he suddenly felt himself get pulled back, letting out a growl as his half-hard cock flopped against his stomach. Spending a week getting riled up to the point of madness, along with the drugs and programming that lingered in his system, caused him to get extremely agitated.

"I love how well he took to this programming," Jiro said as he told Shawn to sit, which even in his feral mindset he was able to understand as he continued to remain on all fours. "I'm going to have to send my compliments to Pyre and Tundra."

"Perhaps you should call them to collect their new pet," Riven replied with a chuckle.

"Oh I have no intention of bringing him back to his friends," Jiro chuckled. "Dragon Heaven is having a week-long anniversary celebration and they wanted something truly new and entertaining to bring down onto the main stage. A fully-feral dragon on display all week during the club opening is going to be quite the fantastic addition indeed."

The two rubber dragons led their feral partner back into The Aviary where they brought him into the usual cage. Both grinned at one another as they felt Shawn buck and forth, grunting and growling as they led them there. They knew he wanted nothing more than to sink his cock into one of their holes, but they weren't going to let him off that easy. Once they got inside Riven used his expert handling skills in order to get the muzzle and binds on him.

Shawn tried to thrash and push away the muzzle as he wiggled around in his page, still on all fours as that was the only natural way that a strong, confident dragon like him would be walking. None of Jiro or Riven's schemes affected him, all he knew is that the void rubber dragon wanted to put a muzzle on him and bind his paws. That meant that it would be nearly impossible for him to breed with another male, so he continued to wiggle away from Riven as Jiro laughed in the background. Unfortunately Riven was a master in the art of bindings, and after a few minutes of some tricky moves Shawn there in his cage with his maw completely muzzled and latex mitts on his fore and hind paws that made it impossible for him to escape.

Jiro and Riven watched as Shawn huffed and snarled, not at being tied up and bound, but at the lust that was continued to drive his feral mind mad. Both of them knew that he would soon be put on display for all to see, the club patrons no doubt getting a kick out of such a creature being locked in a cage. Maybe they would be kind and give Shawn release, or they could just watch him wiggle and writhe in sexual frustration. Either way, eventually the drugs and programming would wear off and then Shawn could take care of himself..... After the celebration was done in a week...